THE THIEF'S STORY FINAL PART

THE THIEF'S STORY FINAL PART

I hurried back to the room feeling   very nervous, for it is much easier to steal something than to return it undetected, I opened the door quietly, then stood in the doorway, in clouded moonlight . Anil was still asleep. I crept to the head of the bed, and my hand came up with the notes. I felt his breath on my hand. I remained still for a minute. Then  my hand found the edge of the mattress and slipped under it with the notes.

I awoke late next morning to find that Anil had already made the tea. He stretched out his hand towards me. There was a fifty rupee note between his fingers. My heart sank. I thought I had been discovered.

“ I made some money yesterday,” he explained. “now you’ll paid regularly.” My spirits rose. But when I took the note, I saw it was still wet from the night’s rain.

“today we’ll start writing sentences”. He said.

He knew. But neither his lips nor his eyes showed anything. I smiled at Anil in my most appealing way, and the smile came by itself, without any effort

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